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The Noble Cemetery does sound like a rather intimidating place.

However, this kind of name can only fool serfs who have never seen the world or villagers who will never visit the town a few times in their life.

Even the common people living in the town will know that this is just a tool used by those noble nobles who like fame to hide their shame.

Compared with the mass graves and public cemeteries outside the city, the noble cemetery only has a symbolic railing and a few wooden houses inside the gate for the tombkeepers to live.

Because of its special significance, neither civilians nor nobles are willing to pass by here on weekdays.

Over time, this area was completely forgotten, becoming even more desolate than the Hanging Sword's station.

Following the guidance of his memory, Aaron brought Tu Antiwan and others here.

You can almost see the corroded inner core of the rusted iron railings. Several sections of the railings are still weirdly twisted, and a section of railings on the side is simply missing.

Only the iron door was still holding on to its post, ajar.

The atmosphere here is obviously more depressing than other places, giving people an indescribable sense of gloom.

"There's something interesting here..." Ruosiqia communicated with Aaron with great interest, "There's something wrong with the smell."

"What's wrong?"

"Recently, this place seems to have been infiltrated by a cult atmosphere. Someone has been here, and a cult ceremony should have been held here. It seems to be quite large."

Ruosiqia said so.

At the same time, Tuantivan seemed to have noticed something. He pushed his wheelchair to a twisted iron railing somewhere and looked at it carefully.

"The aura of the cult has almost dissipated. I'm not sure which cult group did it. However, when it comes to the cemetery, it's probably the group of ghoul cults. Only they are keen on stealing corpses. ."

Sensing something was wrong in the atmosphere, Alice quietly leaned into Aaron's ear and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong?"

"This place seems to have been visited by cultists not long ago."

Aaron pondered for a moment, but did not suppress his voice at all, so that everyone could hear it clearly.

This is certainly not good news.

In any case, wherever a cultist passes by, nothing good is likely to happen.

At the same time, Andem's expression changed and he said, "Teacher, Sartre and the others are already on their way."

Just when they rushed to the noble cemetery, Andem's water element clone finally found Sartre and Siosande.

A breeze blew, and Aaron vaguely smelled a strange smell.

The taste is very light and disappears in a flash.

However, as a Northlander, Garcia frowned and reminded: "There seems to be a corpse that stinks."

Aaron's heart trembled, and he felt a little uneasy.

"There is no smell of living things in those houses. It may be that the group of gravekeepers went to rest, or it may be...hehe."

Ruosiqia did not continue.

As a tomb keeper, it was almost a routine to sleep during the day and patrol at night.

No one really dares to steal a body secretly in broad daylight.

Logically speaking, the current tombkeeper should rest in the room. Even if there is something temporary, someone should stay.

Aaron looked around, glanced at Tu Antiwan, pushed open the rusty iron door, and walked towards the wooden house.

Perhaps some clues can be found in these tombkeepers' rooms.

With the old man here, he really wasn't afraid of being attacked.

He didn't go far. As long as he held on for a few breaths, most of his teammates would arrive in time.

Judging from the appearance and positioning of the noble cemetery, we can generally understand its awkward positioning.

Because of this, the tombkeepers of the noble cemeteries are not extraordinary people, but just a group of lonely ordinary people.

However, what is better than the public cemetery is that the cemetery here is larger, so there are several gravekeepers living there.

The decorations in the several tombkeepers' cabins are almost identical, with the exception of a simple wooden bed and some crude, apparently handmade daily necessities.

Also because no one had taken care of it for more than half a month, there was some scattered dust on the supplies in the room.

The furnishings in the house were in disarray, but it was obvious that there had been no fight.

The walls and floor were just filled with a strange smell, but no blood was visible.

The doors of several rooms are all ajar, and the rooms in succession are all similar.

At least, judging from the situation in this room, the possibility of the cultists forcing their way in and murdering the tombkeeper was ruled out.

By the way...

"There is no residual cult atmosphere in the room, which also rules out the possibility that the tombkeeper is a cultist."

Ruosiqia added, "At least the situation is not that bad."

If the tombkeeper here became a ghoul or a believer of another cult, it would be a lot of fun.

Who knows what kind of events could happen.

The Ghoul Cult, as its name suggests, is a group of cultists who like to be around corpses.

In some ways, its teachings are similar to those of the Blood Eaters.

However, blood eaters believe that "all living things come from blood", while corpse eaters believe that "the body itself breeds power."

By eating a certain part of the corpse, or even the entire corpse, the corpse eater will be able to gain strength from it, and even be able to seize some of its extraordinary properties.

This also means that the Ghoul Order is notorious, even more disgusting than the Blood Eaters to some extent.

After all, blood eaters will kill their prey openly, but corpse eaters will only hide in dark corners, waiting for opportunities to act.

In most cases, they do not expect to fight with people, preferring to secretly exhume corpses.

The only relief is that corpse eaters are often only interested in the corpses of extraordinary creatures and have little interest in the corpses of ordinary people.

They eat corpses out of the need for advancement, not to satisfy their primitive hunger. Only fanatics who believe in extreme doctrines and deeply depraved corpse-eaters will choose to feed on corpses all day long.

By the way, the corpses they eat are "purely natural" ingredients without any manipulation.

After all, the most "delicious" ingredients need to be prepared in the simplest way.

"Garcia still smells the stench of the corpse, does that mean..."

Aaron sighed slightly and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Most of the gravekeepers are probably dead, but we just don’t know when they died.

For Aaron, this is particularly important.

Then, something suddenly hit his heart.

Damn it, these people probably dug up his cheap daddy’s grave, right?